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Job 7:6

King James 3 - The Literal Traslation

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and end without hope.

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Now my days are swifter than a runner; they flee away; they see no good;

And where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

Because “all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of men as the flower of grass; the grass was dried, and its flower fell off,

The wicked one is thrust out in his evil, but the righteous one seeks refuge in his death.

Man is like to vanity; his days are like a shadow that passes.

My days have passed; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.

who do not know of the morrow. For what is your life? For it is a mist, which for a little is appearing, and then disappearing. Ps. 94:11

For the sun rose with the burning heat and dried up the grass, and its flower fell out, and the beauty of its appearance perished; so also the rich one will fade away in his journeys. Isa. 40:6, 7

that at that time you were without Christ, alienated from the commonwealth of Israel and strangers of the covenants of promise, having no hope and without God in the world.

My days are like a shadow stretched out, and I wither like grass.

For years of number will come; and I shall not return the way I shall go.

Behold, He will cut me off; I will not wait, but I will reason out my ways before His face.

What is my strength that I should wait? And what is my end that I should prolong my life?

Withhold your foot from being bare and your throat from thirst. But you said, It is hopeless! No! For I love strangers, and after them I will go.

Therefore, having girded up the loins of your mind, being sober, completely hope on the grace being borne to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ,

The waters wear away stones; its outpouring washes the dust of the earth; and You cause the hope of man to perish.

They shall go down to the bars of Sheol, when our descent together is in the dust.

He has broken me on every side, and I go; and He has pulled up my hope like a tree.

My spirit is in trouble; my days are extinguished; graves are for me.




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